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Keys to the Heart X chapters	By : Wrathkal Category: +S through Z > Touhou Project (T?h? Purojekuto) > Touhou Project (T?h? Purojekuto) Views: 18463 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"My turn."
Komachi's voice is all the warning I get after I come up for air, before hands take hold of my head and turn it to the side for another kiss. Sudden! Not enough breath! Need air! I reach out to tap out, only to have my hand sink between two soft cushions and a deepening of the current connection.
"Don't hog him!" Komachi's lips are suddenly wrenched away.
"HAA! Mmmm!" I manage to suck in one breath before Suika's lips cuts off my air again.
The cushioning around my hand is now replaced with something not as voluminous, but just as nice to touch. With my oxygen supply assured for the next few seconds (wait, why do I need air when I'm a spirit?), I start unbuttoning the shirt covering it.
"Excuse me, but I believe that I have yet to have my fill." Something wraps around the back of my head and shoulders, and jerks me away just as I slip my hand into the small hole to grab one of the mounds within.
"Fuuu... you know," I speak now that I'm temporarily free, "Could we decide turns first before jumping my bones?"
"Indeed." Iku agrees, her cheek resting against mine as we look at the pair that had just tried to cut in between us.
"Che, fine." The redhead grumbles, while the oni responds with a chuckle. "How many times are you up to?"
Ever since I first started having sex with Komachi, the amount of times I can cum before I get pulled back to my body has been increasing (Seriously, just what the heck is with the physics and biology here? Ghost semen, is that really possible?). It doesn't seem like I'm experiencing any untoward effects in my real body from doing so, so I just kept at it.
"Four times by now." I answer, squeezing Iku's hand gently.
Suika raises a finger with a suggestion, "So, once for each of us... and the last one..." She looks at Iku, "How about sharing?"
"Normally I would be loathe to share my first experience with anyone other than the person I have chosen," The female straddling my lap says coolly, "But judging by his response, it appears that I do not have any choice in the matter."
Stupid anatomical reaction to my perverse fantasy. I give Iku a sheepish grin, knowing she felt the change in the erection I had when Suika suggested a foursome. "Sorry."
Komachi frowns. "I don't like that idea... how about we let Ikuto choose who gets the last one?"
"Makes no difference to me." I shrug. "But you know, since this is Iku's first time and all, can we have some privacy?"
Iku looks at me in surprise, but I keep my eyes fixed on Komachi and Suika. Komachi shrugs with a 'can't be helped' expression, and gets up to leave, while Suika grins at me again and flashes a thumbs up before following the shinigami.
"Feel free to listen in though." I call out just as the door slides shut.
"It appears that my initial impression of your perversion was mistaken." Iku murmurs, drawing my attention back to her.
I smirk. "In what sense?"
I cut her off before she can answer, pressing my free hand against her back as we smooch again, while our locked ones rise up to shoulder-height, fingers moving around slightly to immerse our senses in the touch of our partner's hand.
"Ah... Mmm... Iku... Mm... love you..." I whisper, drinking deeply each time our lips connect.
"Iku...to... Ahh...Hh... I love... Mm... you too..."
My hand goes further up her back, as I move my head around to push up beneath the brim of her hat with the pretense of licking around her face, until it's tipped back far enough that I can pull it off.
Iku pulls back in surprise, opening her eyes to meet mine before turning to look at the headwear in my hand. "Ah..."
"No good?" I ask quietly.
She stares at it for a moment longer before shaking her head. "It's... odd. Not wearing my hat."
I set the black hat down beside us before turning her chin to face me. "You're still beautiful without it."
Her normally calm red eyes now carry a hint of nervousness and anticipation, along with a smoldering desire that matches the tint of her cheeks as she looks down on me. Up close, her deep blue hair is hauntingly attractive; I brush a lock of it out of her face and kiss her again, our eyes closing at the same time as we do so.
"Iku..." I call her name.
"Ikuto..." She calls mine.
We blink at the same time when the sound of the door opening interrupts us, but when we turn to look, it has already shut once more, having admitted the partially unfolded rectangle of white.
"Don't forget the futon." Komachi's muffled voice reminds us through the door.
We both glare in the direction of the speaker with a frown, not pleased at the breaking of the mood. But the interruption is soon ignored, as we look back at each other with loving smiles of amusement.
"She's right, you know. Shall we?" I invite.
Iku nods, and releases me from her scarf before standing up. I wince slightly as I get to my feet as well, feeling a bit of pins and needles in them, and we work together to set out the bedding.
Two? Oh... they want to be prepared for later. I realize, noticing Iku staring at the futons while her lips move silently. Let's get started, shall we? I walk over to her.
"Iku. Stand up, please." I extend my hand.
She takes it and lets me pull her up to her feet. When we're both standing, she comes up only to my shoulder, and that's with her hat. Now, she's just around my chest level, and she's aware of it; one hand comes up to rest on my chest for a moment before stroking back and forth over it.
"You feel so big now." Iku remarks in a whisper.
"I guess... it's thanks to the mood..."
Bending my knees slightly, I cup her face and turn it up for yet another soft, tender kiss as her arms slide around me. I don't wish to rush, so I keep my other hand on her shoulder comfortingly as her hold on me tightens while we enjoy the oral pleasure.
Finally, I can wait no longer, and reach out for the ribbon around her neck that ties down the outer layer over her shoulders.
"Ah." Her hand stops mine, and she looks up at me pleadingly.
"I want to see your whole body, Iku." I make the request quietly, but seriously.
"It is..." Her eyes drop. "I am sorry... the thought of it is... embarrassing..." Iku confesses, "Please..."
"Okay." I reply, and she releases my hand.
Despite her words not being clear about what Iku is referring to, I can tell she's embarrassed about having me see her chest. But not so for my touching, as Iku relents in letting me undo the buttons on the front of the shirt beneath, while her hands hold down the cloth above it so that they cover the sight of her breasts.
I wonder why she's so shy about her chest? I undo the last button, untucking it from her skirt, and reach through the gap to touch it. Maybe it's because she nearly stripped last time? If so, then that's really cute.
Iku closes her eyes when I make contact, trying to deal with the sensation of having someone else handle her chest. "Ah... Nn..."
She's wearing a bra, and it's... hmm, not huge like Komachi's, but pretty good size nonetheless. Front hook, good. I give her a questioning look as I tug on the clasp, and she nods in assent.
Her hands press down harder when the hook pops free, and I keep my hands still until she relaxes and allows me to open up the petals and touch the source of her shyness directly.
"Mmm... Aaah... Nn...!"
"Am I being too rough?" I ask, my hands gently kneading her soft flesh.
Iku shakes her head slowly. "It just... needs some... getting used to..."
"I see." I lean down again for another kiss. "Mmm..."
Iku moans into my mouth as I continue to stimulate her chest, her oral ministrations pausing each time I tease her nipples. Oh man, I want her... I want her so much... but I've got to hold out...
"Haa... Ikuto... Ikutooo~..." Iku cries out in a pleading voice when I pull back for air, and dives in of her own volition. "Mmph... Mmm... it feels... so strange..."
"It's okay..." I comfort her, slowing the movement of my hands slightly. "I won't hurt you..."
Things continue for quite some time until a soft knock at the door reminds me that there are people waiting their turn. A quick glance to the side reveals two pair of eyes looking through the gap between the door and its frame, and I shoot them a frown.
Guess we better move on. I turn back to Iku, who now looks like she's desperate for my kisses, a small trail of drool running down one side of her mouth as she pleads with me with teary eyes. Where's the clip... there.
Her skirt drops down around her ankles, and I embrace her close to lift her up so I can move it aside with my foot. Iku buries her face in my chest, her hands already opening up the front of the shirt I'm wearing, and I can feel her inhale deeply as I set her back down. She lets out a gasp of disappointment when I step back to take a look at her.
She has her eyes cast down in embarrassment and concealed beneath her bangs, as her hands continue to press down the layer of cloth over her chest. Her shirt, still on but hanging open loosely on her body, gives her a look of seductive innocence, while her lower body is the opposite; dark pantyhose, sheer enough to reveal the black triangle covering her crotch, covers it, and while the dim light doesn't provide enough illumination for my eyes to confirm, there's a smell emanating from between her legs that betray her arousal.
My desire to witness sated, I step forward and embrace Iku once more, one arm around her shoulders while the other clutches her waist. Then slowly, I draw down her pantyhose... and she lets me do so.
"Ikuto..." Her voice makes me pause just past her hips bone.
"Are you scared...?" I ask quietly.
"A little." She admits, looking at the door. "But mostly... embarrassed."
"Don't mind them." I tell her warmly, "Just... focus on me."
Iku nods, and I lower her pantyhose and underwear to just above her knees, after noticing how her shivering increases the further I draw it down. She's not really that wet; there's only a slight glistening on her thighs, and the damp patch on her panties isn't that big, but the scent...
I think I'm getting a smell fetish from this... I take deep breath after deep breath, gradually pushing my face closer. Wonder where they get the fabric for their clothes from? It traps her scent like this... I blink when I see a small bush of blue, and grin. What about flavor?
Hands stop my head from proceeding any further. "Stop... it is... embarrassing."
Still wearing my grin, I look up at Iku's red face. "You know... your breasts look very sexy from down here." My eyes flick to the exposed curves now that her top is hanging off them instead of being pressed flat against her skin.
"Hh!" Her hands flinch back into their original position, and I take the advantage to dive in. "Ah! I-Ikuto!"
Pressing my face between her legs just as she clamps them together, I inhale deeply. Smells nice, but I can't really put a description to it... clouds? Ozone? Damn, I'm really getting a smell fetish at this rate... I resist Iku's attempts to push my head away by grabbing hold of her butt. Ass fetish too, I muse, I hardly ever see Iku from behind, who would have thought she had such a fine ass... I tease her further by kissing the inside of her thighs while groping the flesh in my hands.
"Kya! I-Ikutoooo..." She whimpers.
"Did I, mwah, mention how, mmwah, nice you smell?" I can feel the moisture in the hair against my face... now, just the taste...
"Don't..."
"Thanks for the meal~" I say cheekily, and start licking.
Iku practically collapses onto me, her stomach resting on top of my head as her fingers clutch my hair, held up only by my body and hands as I stimulate her with my tasting of her flavor. It doesn't taste bad, but right now, I'm more focused on something else... like staying in control before I-
Ah, to hell with it. I pull back and release her butt, thrusting one hand between her legs to start fingering her to prepare her further, teasing the petals that surround her opening while my other one yanks my pants down to expose my own arousal. I want her...
"Haa... His switch's flipped..."
"Should we... mmm, step in?"
"Nah... there's nothing to... Nngh... worry about."
I ignore the heated whispering I hear, drawing Iku down with me as I sink onto the futon, letting her sit on my closed thighs. I'm not sure about the name for the current position, but with my knees elevated, she has to prop herself up with her legs or she's going to slide down... where my cock is waiting. Her knees are pressing against my shoulders, with the bunched-up pantyhose and panties rubbing against my chest while my arms support her thighs from beneath. (1)
I breathe in her smell again. "May I?" I ask for permission gently.
Peeking out at me through the fingers covering her face, a crimson-faced Iku nods.
Her legs relaxes slightly; my arms receive weight as she slides down between my thighs, and I open them up so her hips can settle into a better position. When she comes within range, I spare one hand to aim my shaft at her glistening maidenhood.
"Iku..." She looks at me when I call her name. "Are you really sure?"
Despite being intensely embarrassed, she still manages to give me a ticked-off glare that makes me chuckle.
"I love you too, Iku."
She gradually relaxes and lets me be the one to control her descent... and my rod penetrates into her slowly; a hot, wet tunnel envelops the tip of my dick, progressing down my length as we join with each other. Iku squeaks when I hit the apparent end of the tunnel, which stretches a little under the pressure I'm exerting.
"Here I go, Iku." I whisper to her.
She immediately curls forward and hugs my shoulders in a bone-crushing embrace... taking the lead in her own deflowering by forcing her hips down. "HHHKKKH!" Her cry through her clamped mouth tugs at my heart, and I start whispering words of comfort to my lover.
"What... what is... this...?" She murmurs into my ear, as though speaking to herself, "What is this feeling? It is... strange... so warm..."
"We're joined, Iku." I inform her, all too aware of other embrace her lower half is giving mine.
Iku pulls back to look at me through tears of pain she wasn't fully prepared for. "We... are?"
I nod. "We're one with each other."
Her eyes narrow with intense emotion, and she suddenly leans forward to kiss me impulsively. "Ikuto! Mmmm..."
At the same time, her pussy walls tighten up on me, like a hug of joy. A small squeak passes through our lips; the feedback sensation is still quite new to her. I let her catch her breath before moving on to the next step.
"I'm going to move now." This time, I don't ask, but take the lead instead.
This position is new to me, but it suits my purposes perfectly as I can deliver shallow thrusts by rocking back and forth, stimulating Iku's tunnel lightly and getting her used to the feeling gradually. Throughout my movement, she continues to hold onto my shoulders, moaning and whimpering, yet managing to leave small bites and sucks on my neck.
"Some...thing... is coming..." She pants in my ear, drowning out the similar sounds coming from the other side of the door, "I can... feel it..."
"That's what it means to cum." I tell her, smiling a little at the pun. (2)
"Cum?" She echoes. "I see," Iku murmurs, "So this... is why... my name evoked... humor in some..."
I can't help it; I chuckle as I pick up the rhythm, and she laughs as well, a gasping, choking sound that is unmistakably joyous. Having had so many partners, I've grown experienced enough to identify some of the signs that Iku is about to have an orgasm, her increasingly ragged breathing, the tightening of her vaginal walls, her participation in the act...
I'm close myself... "Iku... Iku!"
"Ikuto... Mmm! Ikuto! I'm- I'm-" Every muscle in her body suddenly tenses up. "NNNHAAAAAAHNNNNNNN!"
A cry of ecstasy escapes Iku's lips before she clamps her mouth shut, her body trembling as the first orgasm of our sexual coupling tears through it. With my own arousal at a similar peak, I'm hard put to hold up against the sudden surge she released... but considering my partner's emotions and desire to be a part of this lovemaking... I let the sensation run its course in me as well, and I ejaculate into her sex.
"Hot... so hot... it's... filling me... inside..." Iku whispers in wonder, "What... is this... I can... feel it... inside..."
"How is it...?"
"I... have never felt this... it is... incredible..." She looks at me tearfully. "Thank you... Ikuto."
"You're welcome." I say in reply, instead of my usual dismissal.
The door slides open with a loud bang, revealing the hidden audience behind it. Suika's already naked except for her ribbon, while Komachi's only remaining piece of clothing is her top, which isn't even doing its job of covering up her bountiful chest. Both of their faces are flushed; the little oni has one hand working between her legs while the other kneads her small chest, and the shinigami has a moist-looking hand on the door, its counterpart clutched at her side.
"Alright, that's enough! We want our turn!"
Without waiting for a reply, the two of them fling themselves at us. Komachi steals my head from Iku by engulfing it between her breasts, feeding an already stiff nipple into my mouth for me to suck. A wet feeling on my left shin betrays Suika's position and action.
"Mmph... um... can you two... mmm... not rush in?" I speak in short bursts, "At least... Nnn... let Iku get off first."
Once off me, Iku reaches down to examine the results of our copulation; I look away, feeling kind of embarrassed at seeing her look at the mix of our fluids so closely. But despite that, there's no denying the fact that I'm still raring to go, especially with two more willing partners who are eager to join in on the fun.
"So, one at a time? Or both?" I quip, something I would not have dared to if I wasn't in spirit form.
For a good reason: I have an escape rope. Suika by herself is perfectly capable of draining me dry, and has done so on more than one occasion. Komachi can't withstand multiple orgasms, but she makes up for it by using her mouth, breasts and hands to get me off instead in revenge. Once I reach my limit, I'll be pulled back to my body... feeling fresh once my soul settles back into its mortal bed.
The pair exchange evil smirks. "Both, of course!" Komachi informs me as she grabs my member and starts stroking it. "Or do you want to make it three?" She turns to ask Iku.
Iku hesitates, apparently surprised to be invited. "I believe I shall observe for now."
"Okay, that's decided! Mmmm..." Suika wastes no time in joining her lips to mine, holding my face in place while she forces her tongue against mine. As always, she tastes of sake, and the fumes on her breath is strong enough to affect me a little. "Haa... Mm-kuto..." My oni lover murmurs.
"Hey, don't just lie there. Pleasure us too." Komachi orders from outside my field of vision, and I comply.
As I continue to tongue-wrestle with Suika, my hands seek and find their respective sexes, and start caressing their already wet nether lips. With my eyes closed, my sense of touch and hearing are able to focus on their reactions better, guiding me to getting them off quickly.
"Woah, it's really desperate for it," The one giving me a handjob murmurs, "Aren't you?" She asks the thing in her hand. "Heh, it replied."
Automatic reaction... I grumble to myself without much conviction as Suika finally pulls back, a thread of saliva connecting our mouths.
"Hey, Ikuto... want a different drink?" She doesn't wait for a reply, but pushes my upper body down to the floor and straddles my face. "C'mon, c'mon~" The oni teases, wiggling her hips to seduce me with the small flower in front of my eyes.
Well, who was I to deny her request? I start pleasuring her orally, starting off with some light kisses, teasing the small nub near the bottom... or top, anatomically speaking. She starts trembling, moaning as I up the intensity by thrusting my tongue into her small tunnel.
"...oo!" A muffled exclamation heralds Komachi's warmth as it engulfs my hard cock. "Ahhh... NHA!" I elicit a cry when I jerk my hips up.
"Looks ...ice to suck..." Suika's body shifts lower, and Komachi cries out again.
Probably sucking on her nipples. I think to myself as I continue to assault the oni's sensitive spots. Let's see how long I can hold out this time- GGGH!
"...like that? Ikuto." I hear a triumphant note in Komachi's voice, which vanishes nearly as quickly as Suika continues her ministrations. "Ah... not so... HARD!"
Not gonna give up so easy! My hands roam over their joined bodies, and finally find the free nipple that Suika isn't attached to, as well as settling into position near her crotch. Here it comes... wait for it...
Suika continues to shiver with small orgasms as I keep licking and sucking. She's obviously controlling her own reactions, trying her best to hold out until it's her turn. I can sense her gradually eroding willpower through our mutual link, also indicated by her decaying control over her attempts to pleasure Komachi's breasts.
I strike just as Komachi starts to slow down for the fourth time; I'm not sure if it's her preference, but she usually likes to stay on the edge of a climax as long as possible, which is the reason why I can make her orgasm repeatedly in quick succession. I just have to push her over it, like I do now when I tweak her nipple and clitoris hard simultaneously.
Even with Suika's thighs muffling the noise, the shriek she gives is enough to make me wince. And that also proves to be the trigger that shatters my control as Komachi's vaginal wall squeezes my shaft repeatedly, milking the second load out of me and into her. It goes on for quite some time as she rides out the waves of ecstasy, before the weight on my face increases when she slumps forward against Suika.
"HAAA!" I suck in a deep breath as the little oni finally crawls off me, and sit up to take charge of the dazed shinigami. "Komachi?"
"Kaaa... so goooood~"
Yep, she's totally out like always. She'll recover in a while, so for now... I look over at Iku. "What do you think?"
Her ever-floating scarf shakes slightly, seemingly uncertain in emotion. "That was... eye-opening." She answers quietly.
I run one finger along my cheek and lick it, tasting the fluids Suika sprayed on my face. "Even with the times you saw?" I ask mildly.
Before she can reply, Suika interrupts by grabbing my slightly limp dick and pushing the tip of it into her tiny mouth. Unlike Komachi's careful teasing, Suika's blowjobs are more feral, as though hungering for the semen stored in my balls. Despite the size of her mouth, she does things like twisting her head around to rub the inside of her mouth against my cock, or sucking hard as though vacuuming every bit of cum I have out.
Gritting my teeth, I beckon to Iku, who doesn't hesitate to approach. The moment she's within reach, I grab her arm and pull her into a fierce kiss that she eagerly returns. Once we separate, I dodge her attempt to go in for a second one and start lapping at her neck instead.
"Where are- Kya!" Iku squeaks when I brush her hair aside to suck on the part below her ear.
"I love the way you smell..." Yep, smell fetish, unlocked.
A painful tightening around my cock reminds me of the one I'm supposed to fuck next. "Hey hey! Don't ignore me!"
Suika then does what I call her 'Deadly Suck' technique; her tongue lashes around the sides of my glans a few times, before the tip worms against the opening. As she teases me like that, her mouth follows up and clamps over the tip of my cock... and she finally SUCKS! She often uses this to drain out the remaining semen left in my urethra, as well as stimulating another climax out of me. But this time, Suika prevented the following climax by clamping down on my shaft with her strong grip, keeping my actual load still inside as she draws out what I wasn't able to pour inside Komachi.
"HGGGGGH!" I wanna cum so bad... "Ohgodohgodohgod..."
Iku yelps in a mix of pain and pleasure when the fingers I had inside her suddenly clench in the face of the sensation Suika's inflicting on me.
"Nyehehe... thanks for the meal, it was deliciousss~" The mischievous oni purrs, still maintaining her grip on me. "But I rather have the next course in-" She stops once she notices my glowering expression, then grins. "Do it, then."
"You bet I will." I glance at Iku questioningly.
She shakes her head, telling me "I shall continue to observe."
"You're in for a show." I exchange glances with Suika after our chorused words. We really are synchronized, aren't we? Either that or both of us suddenly developed a exhibitionism fetish.
You bet we're synchronized. She replies through the link. Now take me before I go crazy, will ya?
I can feel Suika shivering as I position her above my revived rod, which looks extremely desperate to release the payload it was forced to keep inside earlier. On a whim, I peek into her emotions and find that she's feeling a mix of desire and fear. The desire to experience the ecstasy I'm capable of giving her, and the fear of the same, powerful bliss that my cock promised. Her trembling increases as it gradually pushes past her petals...
"~~~!" Suika's trying to hold her voice in.
I grab the tie at the end of her long hair and toss it over my shoulder so I can press more of my skin against her bare back. Then I rearrange my grip on her sides... and force her down!
"AAAAHN!" The cry bursts through her lips, and the back of her head thumps against my chest painfully when she arches her body.
"Kkkhhh... Suikaaaa..." I give voice to the sensations I'm experiencing in a low growl.
Her arms reach up and sling themselves around my neck, while mine hug her small figure with the fingers of one hand teasing one puffy cherry on her chest. This position isn't new to us; with Suika pulling herself up and me slamming her down over and over, the most sensitive parts of our sex organs keep smashing into each other to bring us both to powerful peaks of bliss. For all her small size, Suika loves this sort of rough sex, which we don't often get the chance to engage in due to a lack of privacy... so right now...
"OH YES! YES! SO GOOD! IT'S SO BIIIIIG!" The oni expresses her pleasure by screaming, "KEEP HITTING MY WOMB! HIT IT HIT IT HIT IT- IKUUUUTOOOOOOO~!"
You're the one who's feeling so tight my cock feels like it's being crushed into nothing! I clench my teeth and continue to thrust up into her.
With my partner being so vocal about it, it's not long before the pleasure of fucking her becomes too much for my already fragile control.
"I'm...!" My throat locks up, so I finish my sentence mentally. Gonna cum!
"AH! GIVE IT TO ME! AHA! I'M YOURS! CUM INSIDE ME!" Suika orders,
"HNGHK!" It rushes through me and out of me.
Her small body stiffens. "AH, AH, AHA, HAH, AAAAAAAAAAH-!"
And then she slumps down in my embrace, both of us panting heavily in concert. Suika, being an oni, recovers first, and pushes my body back just by straightening up. My blurred vision focuses on the person in pink before us, who has a hand to her mouth.
"So... whatcha' think?" I gasp out.
"It was... an entirely new experience... I..." Iku blinks. "I am at a loss for words to describe it."
"With this much... I'm probably going to get p..." Suika's last word sounds a little fuzzy.
What did she say? P... what's that word? I'm-
A hand on my shoulder breaks my train of thought. "Still up for one more, right?" A revived Komachi grins.
I suppose it's not that important... "You bet."
A minute later, I'm in shock at the sight before me. To my left, Suika is reclined back with her legs wide open, in front of me is Iku lying down with her hips raised up, and to her right lies Komachi on her side. All three of them are looking at me with various levels of invitation, their touched gardens desiring a second sowing... of which I only have one.
Choices, choices... good thing I'm in spirit form, or they'd be- I blink, once again, there's something just out of reach in my mind. There it is again, but what is-
"C'mon, Ikuto! What are you waiting for?"
"Oh. Right."
I make my choice... and advance.

"Okay, break!" Meiling orders.
"Osu!" I answer, before heading for the place where I left the pail and ladle.
I receive a pleasant surprise when I reach there. Iku is standing there, watching my approach with a small smile full of emotion.
"Iku? Why are you here?" I ask, my tone and expression already betraying my joy at seeing her.
Her smile vanishes, and she looks at me gravely. "Am I intruding?"
"No, of course not!" I deny it instantly, but she starts smiling again.
"I was joking. I came to visit you." Iku eyes my disheveled appearance. "You are working hard."
One of her rare jokes... nice. I shrug as I empty a ladle of water over myself. "Play hard, work hard. What about you? I hope there's no impending disaster."
She puts her hands behind her back and leans slightly to the side, her smile widening. (3) The beauty of the adopted pose makes me freeze, and I stare at her. Damn, that's practically a weapon of moe. Gives her that loving big sister look.
"I have discovered that there are things worth breaking the atmosphere for." Iku tells me warmly, her eyes carrying a emotion hotter than her words.

(1) I got this idea while watching the current anime Majikoi. The position is called Sailboat Tea-grinding Mill, and I went to Google it as per the fansubber's suggestion. As always, I don't know about the anatomical possibility
(2) Iku in Japanese can mean 'to go', or as shown frequently in all sorts of H doujins and anime, 'to cum'. Heck, this is even noted in Iku's profile on Touhou Wiki.
(3) This picture is actually present in SWR. I came across it when I was searching for images of Iku to get an idea of her clothing as I was writing this, and it is really lovely.
So, I felt the urge for another X chapter after doing that ending in the previous one. My first time writing a foursome, and once again my creative juices ran out near the end, although I purposely left that last scene hanging like that. It's up to you who Ikuto chose. Fetishes galore...
Vanishing Trooper raised a valid point about whether Ikuto would actually knock one of the girls up. Let me just say that it's useful to have someone like Yukari around; you can blame her for anything. A veritable A Wizard Did It trope, even when Wizard powers aren't involved, since she's intelligent enough to manipulate nearly anyone around like Alice does to her dolls. Then there are also other possible reasons. Eirin might have disabled his little tadpoles without him realizing it (Mastermind: Yukari, duh), or worse, his interactions with Okuu left him barren (touch wood). XD But let's just say that every girl Ikuto bangs has plot armor. It's lazy, half-assed and unrealistic (okay, not so much if you consider their unworldly aspects, but even so, some of them are vulnerable like Keine or Alice), but I...
Am blaming it all on Yukari. BWAHAHAHA- *Gets hit over the head with a parasol* Dammit, Yukari!
Ahem, with regards to that, I would like to pose a certain question to my readers. Firstly, you should have just noticed that I have not used the P word in its literal meaning, perhaps even having went out of my way to do so without realizing it. According to Google, I only used it once, and that was very recently. The question is: There is an emotion that Ikuto has never let himself admit to feeling, even if his body's reactions aren't exactly in agreement. Figure that one out, I'm not going to give the answer, but it does explain his personality some more.
I forgot to mention it in my last chapter, but I have been venturing out into Skyrim recently. Not really succeeding at it, but I'm doing my best to avoid arrows aimed at my knee. Apart from that, I HIGHLY recommend that you watch the Skyrim Badass Viking video. It has a lot of foul language, but if you're reading this fanfic, then I don't think you'll have a problem with that. That's probably how Chuck Norris would have played Skyrim...
But of course, I'm working on my next chapter. Just you wait, loyal readers!
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